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"Then why don't you drink soup?" Moyi asked with a smile.

Yan Xi pursed his lips, his voice was aggrieved: "Because it's bitter."

Mo Yi looked at the soup in his hand and laughed: "You've never tasted it, how do you know it's bitter?"

Gently scooped up a spoonful of soup and handed it to her mouth, like coaxing a child: "Taste it first, if it is really bitter, then don't drink it."

Yan Xi bit his lip and thought for a while, but still opened his mouth to hold the spoon, swallowed, frowned, and there was a little water in his eyes: "It's so bitter."

Mo Yi stirred the soup with a spoon, scooped up a spoonful and tasted it, it wasn't very bitter, but a little astringent.

"It's not very bitter, you can drink more." Moyi persuaded earnestly.

Yan Xi turned his head and played with his childish temper: "I don't care, I just don't drink anyway, what do you want?"

"Forget it, don't drink if you don't like it." She put down the bowl, helped Yanxi to lie down, and covered her with a quilt.

"Don't go."

Yan Xi grabbed the corner of her clothes and said pitifully.

Mo Yi patted her head, smiled and said, "Okay, I won't go."

Yan Xi didn't let go, she kept pinching the corner of her clothes, her eyelids gradually closed.

After she fell asleep, Mo Yi pulled out the corner of her clothes, well, she couldn't take it out, she didn't use much strength, for fear of waking Yanxi up.

With a wave of her hand, the books on the bookshelf flew into her hands.

Moyi likes to drink tea, but he doesn't like to read books. If he wants to read, it's like cheat books.

But Yanxi is different. She likes reading very much. She once spent three years reading all the books in Zangshuge, covering a wide range of subjects, such as medicine, refining weapons, talisman seals, beast control and so on.

All in all, apart from his cultivation, Yanxi had to be at a very high level.

When Yan Xi woke up, it was already three days later, she opened her eyes and saw the person sitting by the bed, dressed in white like snow, with slender fingers, holding a book, half leaning against the head of the bed, with black hair hanging down her shoulders On the ground, the beauty is a little unreal.

"My lord?" Yan Xi said, his voice was a little hoarse, but he couldn't hide his indifference.

Mo Yi closed the book and looked at her: "You're awake, um, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Yan Xi shook his head, feeling strange, why did he feel that Mo Yi's tone was strange?It's a bit like coaxing a child.

"I'm fine."

Yan Xi stood up, only to find that she was still holding Mo Yi's clothes, she was slightly taken aback, but the next second, she let go as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened.

"Are you hungry?" Mo Yi asked her with a smile in his deep eyes.

Yan Xi didn't dare to look directly at her, so he averted his eyes slightly: "Thank you for your concern, I'm not hungry."

As always, the tone was cold and distant, quiet and indifferent.

Mo Yi thought to himself, if I hadn't seen you drunk, I'm afraid I'd be fooled by your appearance.

"You, remember what happened when you got drunk?"

Yanxi's Bingshan face was a little more bewildered, and he asked: "Am I drunk?"

"Well," Mo Yi's face was very cold, and he had a small calculation in his heart, "Actually, you didn't say anything, you just said that I am good-looking, so if you want, marry me."

Yanxi's iceberg face was cracked, and her eyes were full of shock, but soon, her face was normal again: "I was talking nonsense, and I made the superior laugh."

"It's okay, I don't think it's funny," said Mo Yi, who was very understanding of others, "On the contrary, I think it's a good idea, what do you think?"

"..."

I said, my lord, is your mind trapped by the door?

"My lord, don't make jokes, Xiaoxian can't stand it."

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes, smiled without saying a word, and said after a while: "Since you are fine, let's go to the head of heaven to get something."

"Ah."

At that time Tianli was sipping tea, crossing his legs, admiring the orchids beside him, half-closed his small eyes, and seemed to be humming a little tune.

"Sect Master."

"what!"

Tianli didn't react for a while, only heard a "bang", he fell from the chair and fell to the ground.

"My lord." Tianli got up at once, and saluted without changing his face.

Mo Yi and the two pretended not to see his embarrassment before: "Where is the thing?"

Tianli breathed a sigh of relief, so he wanted something, so why did he think: "The thing is in my room, I'll go get it right away, please wait for a while."

"Ah."

Mo Yi sat down, poured a cup of tea, and moved very comfortably: "Would you like tea?"

"No, thank you."

Yanxi didn't like drinking tea very much, so he turned his head to admire the orchids, all of them were Clivia, the white flowers danced with the wind, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, faintly present, intoxicating.

Two superb beauties admiring the flowers, this should be a very beautiful picture, but unexpectedly, "Ah!" A ghostly voice resounded, resounding through the sky, and echoing around.

Moyi pulled Yanxi and arrived in front of Tianli in an instant, only to see Tianli holding an empty box with a flustered expression on his face.

Seeing Moyi, he hurriedly knelt down: "I lost something, please punish me."

If Tianli hadn't been shaking like a sieve, Moyi still admired his courage.

"That's all." Mo Yi looked around, "Do you know what's in the box?"

Tianli shook his head: "I don't know, when your master gave it to me, you told me that no one can open this box except you, so I haven't touched this box for hundreds of years."

"Then when my master handed it over to you, did you say anything?"

Tianli frowned and thought for a long time, after all, it's been too long, it's normal to forget, and Mo Yi didn't rush.

Well, the main thing is that she wants to maintain her gentle image in front of Yanxi.

"She seems to have said that if one day you come to pick it up alone, it will be when fate gives you a choice. When you are in a dilemma, you choose your own heart."

"anything else?"

Tianli thought hard again, and finally remembered something: "Oh, yes, she also said that since both choices have sacrifices, then don't choose the right one, but choose one that you won't regret in the future."

Mo Yi already regretted it very much at this moment, regretting recognizing such a master.

If you speak clearly, you will die. If you speak in a cloud, why don't you speak?

However, if you really have a choice, if you choose the right one, will you regret it?

Forget it, isn't it time yet?

"Since the things have been lost, the head of the sky should not be too self-blaming, everything has its own destiny, maybe it has already been destined," Moyi said with a straight face, without any consolation, "I still have something to do, let's go first gone."

"Respectfully send the Lord off." Watching the two of them leave, Tianli wiped the cold sweat from his brow, looked at the empty box on the ground with a gloomy gaze.